Next morning as we were leaving i found myself covered in a few large insect bites and felt a bit unwell. On the coach to the airport everyone was laughing and in good spirits but i started to feel more unwell. At the Airport i started to feel feverish so went to the toilet to swill myself with cold water and felt a lot better glad really as it was a 4 hour flight.
As we got on the flight i began to feel sick again, Daniel asked was i alright, i smiled and said yes and sat down and got ready for take off. After half an hour i started to feel dizzy and faint and was shaky and sweaty, Daniel asked was i ok again and i smiled, then minutes later there was turbulence and people were panicking, next thing my arms and legs were shaking, i started sweating and started seeing spots and just heard a loud farting noise and blacked out. I woke up with Daniel and Airplane staff telling me i blacked out and asking was I okay. I felt fine and said i was fine staff went away but then felt wet and there was this weird smell of Gone off Bad Eggs and Horsepoo and i felt this weird sticky wet and warm feeling and thought no! I was wearing a white mini skirt as well and i turned over and seen a big brown patch on the back of my skirt, Daniel looked at me in disgust and awkwardly turned away and the old lady next to him put her hand on her nose infront of us some young kid said, 'Mum i can smell poo' i just went into total panic mode but realised i had a cardigan on so i would wrap that around me getting off the plane and no one would notice. About 10 minutes later one of the girls in our group who is quite loud roared, 'Who has let polly out of jail it fucking stinks on here' and started blaming the lads in our group who were denying it and my anxiety was through the roof. Daniel wouldnt even look at me and within about 15-20 minutes our group were complaining with the smell and people infront of us kept calling staff over the smell and I just felt extremely uncomfortable and all i could think about was getting off the plane and getting to a toilet to get cleaned up and changed. As another 5 minutes passed a loud middle aged woman said, 'Who has Shit it stinks on here' and staff started looking around i thought i was going to have a heart attack so a female staff member came over i explained i had an accident when i passed out and she was nice and said it happens and asked if i needed assistance now, i said quietly i didnt want my friends to know and she said if i wait until the end of the flight i could get a wheelchair off the plane. Literally wanted the plane to crash was paranoid over the pong because there were comments off other passengers by the minutes then about 15 minutes later a little girl broke into tears crying about the smell and her mum was quite angry with staff and Daniel next to me wouldnt even look at me and was discreetly holding his nose. As about about an hour passed the little boy infront of us vomited saying he couldnt take it anymore while his mum was quite aggressive with staff asking what they are going to do, i was shaking like a leaf. Again minutes later another woman asked 'Who keeps farting' and the loud girl in our group roared 'THATS NOT A FART LOVE SOMEONE HAS SHIT THEMSELVES' i was counting down the minutes until i could leave the plane with the longest 3 hours of my life ahead...for another hour there were just constant complaints over the smell and when i overheard a couple of my friends say 'I think thats Lucy' my heart sank. As the 4 hours passed and we landed the old lady in our aisle couldnt wait to get away and Daniel couldnt even look at me. As everyone got off even all of our group awkwardly ignored me and the staff came with the chair, as i stood up i noticed the seat was soiled and my skirt was caked in excrement it was lucky i was wearing tights otherwise it would have been everywhere i looked at Daniel and he was just looking the opposite way just awkwardly holding his breath even as lovely as the staff were they were trying to keep a brave face. I took about 20 of the longest steps ever to the wheelchair and got taken away to get cleaned up. As i got sorted out i left the changing area to get on the mini bus with our group and there were just awkward faces and smiles from our group and the driver asked was i feeling better...they all knew what happened. On the hour ride home no one spoke a word and i could still smell poo i just looked out of the window but felt all eyes on me. As one by one people got dropped off me and 4 of the girls got dropped off at her house so 3 of us could get a cab, i went to her toilet to check was i okay and heared them all giggling downstairs, i just went into the hall, got my bags and left without telling anyone and went home for a bath and a cry. All my friends know, my crush has been put off me completely and im scared of it getting out to other people and have heard off no one for over a week what do i do?
So ... you do nothing. You were sick and dont need to say or do anything. Hopefully you connected with a Dr and got those symptoms checked out.
Now - people will come around, or not, and you will find out who your real friends are.
Hold your head high. This could have happened to anyone.
Your lesson is to now have more compassion to everyone you meet.